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“How about some breakfast?” She smiled. “We have the best chef.”
“That’s ok. I had breakfast with Kenley.” What was the point of making up stories? I was going to start the day with the truth. I wondered if Dr. Garcia would be proud of this new version of me.
“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows. She handed me a cup of coffee.
“Thank you.”
The bedroom doors closed and Damon walked into the living room in a fitted black suit.
“Good morning, love.” He kissed Molly fully on the lips. I noticed how naturally his hand slid to her belly.
There was a sudden welling of jealousy in my chest. I never had that with my baby. I never saw Sophia’s body grow with our child. I wasn’t there when she was born. I didn’t see her first smile, or know what her first word was.
I cleared my throat.
“Good morning, brother.” He slapped me on the back. “You’re up early.”
“Well, I have something important to talk to you about. It’s going to affect the palace and I needed to discuss it with you before Sutcliffe goes on a tirade.”
Molly looked between us. “I’m going to get back to my research.” She reached on her toes to kiss Damon’s cheek.
“Let’s go to my study.” He guided me down the hall and into his personal office.
I sat in a leather chair across from his desk.
“You look happy, so I’m confused. Whenever someone says Sutcliffe and palace I assume it’s going to be a shitstorm.”
“It is. But one that makes me happy.” I smiled. I held up Kenley’s resignation. I placed it on Damon’s desk.
“What is this?” he asked.
“Read it.”
He skimmed it. She had been particular about every word. I knew it was meticulously written.
“What the hell? Kenley is leaving the palace? And you’re happy? She’s invaluable.” I saw the anger in his eyes.
“It says she’s leaving her post as royal manager. It doesn’t say she’s leaving the palace.”
“Nic, what is this?”
I rubbed my jaw, placing the coffee cup on the desk. “I don’t know how else to say it except that I love her.”
“You what?”
“I’m in love with Kenley. Probably have been a lot longer than I was ready to admit. But it was glaringly obvious when I got home.”
“What the fuck, Nic? You’re insane. She’s a royal manager.”
I raised my eyebrows. “She was a royal manager. Now, she is mine.”
He leaned against the chair, staring at the ceiling. “Fuck me. This is not what I was expecting this morning.”
“Before you figure that one out. I have another one.”
He groaned. “Great. What the fuck is this one about?”
“Secret love child.”
